My Boyfriends Brother

Chapter 15 Sierra’s Sight

I hadn’t really thought about Mathew today. That is, until we came back to my place and made our way into the kitchen. The memories of Mathew choking and disappearing last night came rushing back to me and I had suddenly felt the guilt creep back inside. I still couldn’t believe that I thought he was here, but a piece of my heart ached and longed for it to be true. My mind even had doubts on if it was my imagination. 

All day I would sometimes get the feeling of being watched. I kept getting chills and I swear at some points of the day I could hear Mathew. It had to be my imagination after all…right? 

I was getting lost in my thoughts standing at the threshold of my kitchen's entrance when Michael spoke, “Man Sierra, if we’re going to cook tonight we better get this kitchen cleaned up…” he turned around and noticed my blank expression. He rushed over to me, grabbing my arms, and said, “are you okay, Sierra?” 

I nodded and replied, “Yeah, just thinking about last night again…”

“Listen, you go sit down and maybe watch some TV or play some video games or something, alright? I’ll get the kitchen cleaned up for you and then we can start cooking. Sound good?” he asked.

“Thank you Michael. I really appreciate it.” I started making my way out to the living room and flipped the TV on, and opened up Netflix. 

It had been nearly half an hour now and I wasn’t paying any attention to what was on the screen. I just kept scrolling through my phone. Responding to the countless texts and messages wishing me a “Happy Birthday.” I set my phone down and got to go check on Michael. It had been a minute since I heard the sound of plates and silverware clinking together. 

“Hey, how’s it going in here?” I asked Michael. 

He looked up and smiled, “Just about done! Finished up the dishes so I’m just cleaning the counters and then I’ll take the trash out.”

“You don’t have to do that, really, let me take the trash out,” I offered. 

He shrugged and said, “who am I to say no to the birthday girl.”

And at that I gathered up the trash bag and headed outside. As I closed the front door, that’s when I heard him. 

“Happy Birthday Sierra.” 

No. It’s all in my head. I kept walking, ignoring the voice from behind me. 

“Hey Sierra, hello?” the voice said again.

“it’s not real…he’s not real…” I whispered to myself and closed my eyes. “It’s all in my head. I’m just imagining it.”

“No, you’re not.”

I opened my eyes and gasped, dropping the trash bag, as I saw Mathew standing in front of me. “No, this isn’t real.”

“Sierra, I can explain! I had to disappear, I—I can’t control it. It’s something I have to deal with while I’m dead,” he pleaded, holding his hands together in front of him. “Please, Sierra? Just listen to me. I’m really here. I swear, it’s not in your head.” 

“Mathew, why are you even here to begin with? Shouldn’t you, I don’t know, move on?” I couldn’t hold back the frustration in my voice. I loved him and all but losing him twice now was too much to bear. As much as I wished he were alive, I didn’t want to pine after something that can no longer be. Mathew was dead and the longer he was here, the harder it was going to be for me to move on. 

“I have answers now Sierra! I can explain!” he said while looking into my eyes. I could tell he was desperate. He seemed different from yesterday. I mean, I know he’s a ghost and all but, something was just…off.

“I’m waiting,” I said flatly. I was too tired for this. My emotions went through quite the storm last night and I had no patience. 

“Okay so, firstly, I’m really sorry about, uh, disappearing last night. I found out I have to relive my death every day, kinda like the price of me being a ghost.” He shrugged and my brows furrowed. “Second, I’m here because of us. Our love. It’s so strong that it's helping me stay here.”

“Mathew, I’m sorry but how is that helpful? Don’t you want to…move on?” I was staring into his eyes looking for an answer. His eyes looked like a deep ocean blue and I could tell he was upset with my answer. 

“Don’t you want me to stay? It’s like a second chance, right? Even in death, we can still be together.”

“And how exactly is that going to work Matt? You’re dead. We can’t even touch each other! How are we supposed to be together?” My voice was raising and I realized I was yelling at him. My voice sounded aggravated and that’s exactly how I felt. “We’re not in a theme park, Mathew. I’m not supposed to feel like I’m on the roller coaster of emotions.” 

“We’ll figure it out Sierra. It’s just a little speed bump. We can get past this—“

“NO!” I yelled at him and just then the front door opened and I could hear Michael walking out. 

“Sierra? Is everything okay? I thought I heard you talking to someone,” Michael asked, sounding concerned. 

I turned around and saw Michael looking around me, looking for someone. “Sorry Michael, just talking to the trash,” I joked. 

He raised a brow and walked towards me, picking up the trash bag that lay by my feet. “Here, allow me.” Michael picked up the trash and as I watched him walk by, he walked directly through Mathew. The look on Mathews' face was a mixture of sadness and anger. 

With Michael’s back to ours, I whispered, “Matt, you need to go.”

“Why? So MY brother can flirt with MY girlfriend?!” he spat.

I felt my face flush and I didn’t know what to say. I was frozen in shock. Did Mathew know about Michael and me? Was he watching us today? Oh no…he had to have been the one I felt watching us. On no….no no no no…He saw Michael and I flirting today. He said flirting though, so he doesn’t know we’ve slept together. Right? Right?! Awe hell. What am I supposed to say? Confess? The guilt had been eating me up but Mathew already looked pissed. I didn’t know much about ghosts but I didn’t want Mathew to haunt me and turn into a vengeful spirit. My life felt broken enough. 

I hadn’t noticed Michael walking back when he said, “Sierra, are you alright? You look like you’ve just seen a ghost.” 

A/N: Hey guys! I hope you’re enjoying this story! Please comment and let me know your thoughts! I’m trying to publish at least a chapter a day and comments help to motivate me to push more out! Thank you so much for reading!  -Savanna Jade